A/N: This is the 'getting to the dark part' stage of my story. This says the F word like, twice, and I'm sorry for not bleeping it, but
1) It would make it look funny
and
2) I was upset when I wrote this chapter
Sorry! It only says it twice, and it's quick and done with. NOT SUGGESTIVE or anything.
Chapter 11- Fighting
I walked up to the tower in shock. After saying, "Mushroom fairies," to the Fat Lady, I flopped down in a chair by the fireplace. I just sat there, stunned. What will he do if I don't come? I thought.
Harry walked into the portrait hole, but I didn't notice.
"Gin?" His voice sounded far away. "Gin?" I shook my head. "What?"
"Is anything wrong? You've been acting kind of strange today."
"NO!" I shouted. He looked startled as I ran past him to my dormitory. I shut the door and sat on my bed, and cried. None of the other girls were back yet, so I cried as hard as I could. I heard a knock on the door. Wiping my eyes on the back of my hand I called, "Come in."
Harry opened the door. "Ginny, is everything alright?" I nodded. "You sure?" I shook my head, and started crying again.
"What happened?" He asked.
"It was Malfoy," I sobbed.
"This must be really bad. You've never cried because of him before."
"When I was called to the hospital wing, I had to help him. Then when he left, he told me that I had to meet him tonight and, Oh Harry! He threatened me!"
* Cheesy baloney but who cares, for goodness sakes, it's 9:30 in the morning! *
"He what!" Harry bellowed, standing up.
"Calm down, Harry, its not like I kissed him. Although he tried that too."
"He tried to kiss you?"
"That's what I said, isn't it?"
"Why would he do that?"
"Maybe its because I might be pretty? Did that ever occur to you? I mean, sure, Malfoy isn't the best candidate, but that doesn't matter."
"Well Colin never kissed you," Harry spat.
"Don't you ever talk to me about him!" I hissed.
"Why not? You got a problem with that?"
"Of course I do! Can't you just leave me alone? I mean, it's hard enough having six damn brothers watching me all the time, but add you onto that? I can't believe I ever liked you."
"Oh, and that hurts so bad. Listen Gin, all I did was care, okay? If you have a problem with that, fine. Let's settle it right here, right now."
"What are you trying to do, fight me or something?"
"If you know me so well you tell me." That's it. I've had enough. I walked right up to him and slapped him with all of my might.
"You listen here, Harry, I've had enough of this. I'm tired of you being so overprotective." I poked him the chest. "Fuck you, Harry Potter, fuck you." I pushed him out of the door, closed it, and locked it.
* Sorry, I was into this whole fight thing…did I mention that its 9:30? *
I decided to go. Who cares what Harry thinks. He wouldn't have cared anyway. I walked over to my dresser and took his picture. Erg! Why did he make me so mad?
I took the picture and threw it as hard as I could against the door, just before the girls walked in.
* Ham sandwiches taste funny *
I don't care what he says. I'm going. If he doesn't like it, too bad. Why shouldn't I go? He doesn't care any way.
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"Ginny what's wrong?" Ron asked for the millionth time. It's been three weeks since my fight with Harry, and since I went with Malfoy.
Every day, Harry and I sat at opposite ends of the table, and we didn't look at each other. When I passed him in the hall, he looked at me with sad eyes, but I knew he was just acting to get me back. But a certain little voice in the back of my head kept telling me I knew that wasn't true.
For some reason, Hermione was mad at Ron, and he was still trying to figure out why. They didn't sit next to each other, but across, and avoiding each other's eyes.
Right now, I was going to be late for DADA.
"Ginny, what's wrong?" He asked again.
"Nothing, Ron. Please leave me alone."
"Just tell me!"
"Get off my case, Ron! I don't have to tell you anything if I don't want to."
"Do so."
"Do not."
"Prove it."
"Okay." So I got up and walked away.
Why was I getting so mad at everyone? I walked right into Madam Pomfrey.
"Ginny, I've been looking for you. Harry Potter is in the hospital wing. It seems he and your brother were in somewhat of a fight with Mr. Malfoy, and they are all quite damaged. Will you attend to them for me? I'm afraid something has come up with the Care of Magical Creatures class." I nodded, and she hurried out of the Entrance Hall.
Well, she got me out of seeing Fred, but I still had to see Harry. I thought about what I would say to him.
Nothing, that's it. I wouldn't say a thing. Let him be the one to bring it up.
I walked to the chart in the wing and saw that Malfoy, Ron, and Harry were all in beds right next to each other. Great, that's just what I needed, all of them to hear my conversations.
I decided to do Malfoy first, and get him over with. As I pulled the curtains aside, I saw that Malfoy had two gashes in his left arm, a black eye, and a pretty busted up leg.
"Whoa, what happened to you?" I asked.
"They pushed me down the stairs. But that was after they beat me up."
"What did you do to bug them?"
"Me? Nothing. I didn't start it."
"Yes, you did."
"I did not!" He yelped as I put some liquid on his arm.
"Well you did, even though you don't want to admit it. I know my brother, and I know that he wouldn't attack some one unless they did something to annoy him."
"What about Potter?"
"What about him?"
"What do you know about him?"
"I know that he can be as cruel as he wants if he tries hard enough. I know that he is a self-centered little monster with no heart at all. Even though that's what I think, it doesn't mean it matters."
I rubbed some more liquid onto his arm and wrapped it up in a bandage. I mumbled a little spell under my breath and his leg was put in a cast. I then took a little bottle of ointment off of the shelf and started to rub it on Malfoy's eye.
"Keep that eye closed, and try not to open it because the ointment might smear. I'll be back when I'm done with Ron and Harry."
I closed the curtains and walked over to the next bed. I pulled the curtains open and saw Harry. He had a sprained wrist and a long deep cut on his side.
"So I'm a self-centered little monster with no heart?"
"Yeah, why? You have a problem with that?"
"No, just wondering if that's what you really thought."
"It is."
"Did you go?" I winced.
"Yes."
"What happened?"
"Nothing." I snapped. "I don't want to talk about it."
"Gin, look, okay? I'm really sorry about getting mad at you. I know I really over reacted-"
"Really? That's an understatement. You nearly blew your head off." I laughed at the thought. I took some powder off of the nightstand and mixed it with some fairy water.
"This'll sting." I put some on his side, and he flinched.
"What happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it, Harry."
"Why not?"
"I just don't, okay?"
"Have I ever told you how cute you look when you're mad?"
"Yes."
"Well, you do."
"Thank you."
"Gin, I'm really sorry. I just didn't want you falling for Malfoy."
"Oh my gosh. Harry, you're delusional. You think I'd fall for a creep like Malfoy?"
"No, I just said I didn't want it to happen. So are we okay?"
"Yeah, Harry. We're okay."
1) It would make it look funny
and
2) I was upset when I wrote this chapter
Sorry! It only says it twice, and it's quick and done with. NOT SUGGESTIVE or anything.
Chapter 11- Fighting
I walked up to the tower in shock. After saying, "Mushroom fairies," to the Fat Lady, I flopped down in a chair by the fireplace. I just sat there, stunned. What will he do if I don't come? I thought.
Harry walked into the portrait hole, but I didn't notice.
"Gin?" His voice sounded far away. "Gin?" I shook my head. "What?"
"Is anything wrong? You've been acting kind of strange today."
"NO!" I shouted. He looked startled as I ran past him to my dormitory. I shut the door and sat on my bed, and cried. None of the other girls were back yet, so I cried as hard as I could. I heard a knock on the door. Wiping my eyes on the back of my hand I called, "Come in."
Harry opened the door. "Ginny, is everything alright?" I nodded. "You sure?" I shook my head, and started crying again.
"What happened?" He asked.
"It was Malfoy," I sobbed.
"This must be really bad. You've never cried because of him before."
"When I was called to the hospital wing, I had to help him. Then when he left, he told me that I had to meet him tonight and, Oh Harry! He threatened me!"
* Cheesy baloney but who cares, for goodness sakes, it's 9:30 in the morning! *
"He what!" Harry bellowed, standing up.
"Calm down, Harry, its not like I kissed him. Although he tried that too."
"He tried to kiss you?"
"That's what I said, isn't it?"
"Why would he do that?"
"Maybe its because I might be pretty? Did that ever occur to you? I mean, sure, Malfoy isn't the best candidate, but that doesn't matter."
"Well Colin never kissed you," Harry spat.
"Don't you ever talk to me about him!" I hissed.
"Why not? You got a problem with that?"
"Of course I do! Can't you just leave me alone? I mean, it's hard enough having six damn brothers watching me all the time, but add you onto that? I can't believe I ever liked you."
"Oh, and that hurts so bad. Listen Gin, all I did was care, okay? If you have a problem with that, fine. Let's settle it right here, right now."
"What are you trying to do, fight me or something?"
"If you know me so well you tell me." That's it. I've had enough. I walked right up to him and slapped him with all of my might.
"You listen here, Harry, I've had enough of this. I'm tired of you being so overprotective." I poked him the chest. "Fuck you, Harry Potter, fuck you." I pushed him out of the door, closed it, and locked it.
* Sorry, I was into this whole fight thing…did I mention that its 9:30? *
I decided to go. Who cares what Harry thinks. He wouldn't have cared anyway. I walked over to my dresser and took his picture. Erg! Why did he make me so mad?
I took the picture and threw it as hard as I could against the door, just before the girls walked in.
* Ham sandwiches taste funny *
I don't care what he says. I'm going. If he doesn't like it, too bad. Why shouldn't I go? He doesn't care any way.
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"Ginny what's wrong?" Ron asked for the millionth time. It's been three weeks since my fight with Harry, and since I went with Malfoy.
Every day, Harry and I sat at opposite ends of the table, and we didn't look at each other. When I passed him in the hall, he looked at me with sad eyes, but I knew he was just acting to get me back. But a certain little voice in the back of my head kept telling me I knew that wasn't true.
For some reason, Hermione was mad at Ron, and he was still trying to figure out why. They didn't sit next to each other, but across, and avoiding each other's eyes.
Right now, I was going to be late for DADA.
"Ginny, what's wrong?" He asked again.
"Nothing, Ron. Please leave me alone."
"Just tell me!"
"Get off my case, Ron! I don't have to tell you anything if I don't want to."
"Do so."
"Do not."
"Prove it."
"Okay." So I got up and walked away.
Why was I getting so mad at everyone? I walked right into Madam Pomfrey.
"Ginny, I've been looking for you. Harry Potter is in the hospital wing. It seems he and your brother were in somewhat of a fight with Mr. Malfoy, and they are all quite damaged. Will you attend to them for me? I'm afraid something has come up with the Care of Magical Creatures class." I nodded, and she hurried out of the Entrance Hall.
Well, she got me out of seeing Fred, but I still had to see Harry. I thought about what I would say to him.
Nothing, that's it. I wouldn't say a thing. Let him be the one to bring it up.
I walked to the chart in the wing and saw that Malfoy, Ron, and Harry were all in beds right next to each other. Great, that's just what I needed, all of them to hear my conversations.
I decided to do Malfoy first, and get him over with. As I pulled the curtains aside, I saw that Malfoy had two gashes in his left arm, a black eye, and a pretty busted up leg.
"Whoa, what happened to you?" I asked.
"They pushed me down the stairs. But that was after they beat me up."
"What did you do to bug them?"
"Me? Nothing. I didn't start it."
"Yes, you did."
"I did not!" He yelped as I put some liquid on his arm.
"Well you did, even though you don't want to admit it. I know my brother, and I know that he wouldn't attack some one unless they did something to annoy him."
"What about Potter?"
"What about him?"
"What do you know about him?"
"I know that he can be as cruel as he wants if he tries hard enough. I know that he is a self-centered little monster with no heart at all. Even though that's what I think, it doesn't mean it matters."
I rubbed some more liquid onto his arm and wrapped it up in a bandage. I mumbled a little spell under my breath and his leg was put in a cast. I then took a little bottle of ointment off of the shelf and started to rub it on Malfoy's eye.
"Keep that eye closed, and try not to open it because the ointment might smear. I'll be back when I'm done with Ron and Harry."
I closed the curtains and walked over to the next bed. I pulled the curtains open and saw Harry. He had a sprained wrist and a long deep cut on his side.
"So I'm a self-centered little monster with no heart?"
"Yeah, why? You have a problem with that?"
"No, just wondering if that's what you really thought."
"It is."
"Did you go?" I winced.
"Yes."
"What happened?"
"Nothing." I snapped. "I don't want to talk about it."
"Gin, look, okay? I'm really sorry about getting mad at you. I know I really over reacted-"
"Really? That's an understatement. You nearly blew your head off." I laughed at the thought. I took some powder off of the nightstand and mixed it with some fairy water.
"This'll sting." I put some on his side, and he flinched.
"What happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it, Harry."
"Why not?"
"I just don't, okay?"
"Have I ever told you how cute you look when you're mad?"
"Yes."
"Well, you do."
"Thank you."
"Gin, I'm really sorry. I just didn't want you falling for Malfoy."
"Oh my gosh. Harry, you're delusional. You think I'd fall for a creep like Malfoy?"
"No, I just said I didn't want it to happen. So are we okay?"
"Yeah, Harry. We're okay."